Summer

Messing Around in Boats

  I always think that summertime is synonymous with sailing and boats. As the Water Rat in the book, Wind in the Willows, sagely advises the mole, “Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing –  half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.” I messed around in boats … [Read more…]

Melbourne Trams In Summer

HEAT

The tram lurches away from the tram stop at the top end of Swanston Street. We can hear the aircon but can’t feel it. All the windows are hermetically sealed. When the doors whisper open a blast of hot northerly wind enters and stirs up the city aroma of petrol fumes, stale perfumes, body odour … [Read more…]